Liu Cixin waited until evening in Yudong's office. He received a call from the Deep Space Books Department, saying that there were basically no problems with the "Supernova Era" manuscript and that he could continue with the follow-up process.

In the evening, Yu Dong led a group of local friends from Jinling to treat Zhang Yimou and Liu Cixin, two friends from afar, to dinner. This time, everyone arrived, including Gu Qian.

Gu Qian has often gone to other places in the past few years, so it is not easy to find him for a meal. The reason why he came back this time is because he heard that Jinling University invited writers such as Clezio to come over, and he wanted to join in.

join in the fun.

Therefore, it is inevitable that this matter will be discussed during the dinner.

Gu Qian had only heard about this incident, but did not know the specific situation, so he had many questions. He happened to see Yu Dong and asked, "Yu Dong, this time Clezio and the others came here, simply...

Do we want to have a literary exchange? Is it of an official nature?"

Yu Dong smiled and said: "It is Jinling University that connects with Deep Space Company."

"Deep Space Company, then it should be no problem for me to ask Deep Space for a ticket to Clezio's class." Gu Qian said with a smile.

"Of course, if you are willing, there is no problem in going on stage to give lectures to the students."

Gu Qian waved his hand, "Forget it, I will listen to you guys in the audience. Will Su Tong give a lecture this time?"

Su Tong shook his head and said with a smile, "No, time is tight in the club recently, so I don't have time to prepare. And I don't want to go on stage to speak with them."

Liu Cixin asked strangely, "Why do you say that, Editor Su?"

"Why else?" Han Dong explained helpfully: "These people are so interesting to talk about. Going on stage with them makes the rest of us look particularly stupid."

Liu Cixin looked at Yu Dong and the others strangely. Among these people, he had seen Yu Dong speak, more than once.

Yu Dong's speech was definitely of a high standard, but Liu Cixin didn't feel that it was "too interesting" because Yu Dong seemed to be quite serious every time he spoke.

"Hearing what you said, I wanted to stay and join in the fun, but it's a pity that the time is too far away, and I am destined to miss this fun." Liu Cixin said regretfully.

Zhang Yimou smiled and said: "When will it be specifically? If I have time, I would like to join in the fun."

"December 7th."

Zhang Yimou tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "It's really possible at this time. I'll go to Xiying to do something first. If things go well, I can come to Jinling."

"That's great, Ganqing. If you can come then, I have another thing to trouble you with," Yu Dong said.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yimou asked.

Yu Dong smiled and shook his head, "Let's talk about it then. It's useless to talk about it now."

Zhang Yimou couldn't help but curl his lips, "You're still trying to hide it, okay, let's talk about it then."

…

The next day, Zhang Yimou and Liu Cixin left Jinling one after another, but Yu Dong had no time to spare. Yu Hua, Bi Feiyu and Mo Yan ran into his study while he was studying cryptography materials and said they wanted to follow him.

I have been studying the manuscript for a speech on stage at Jinling University in the past few days.

Hearing the purpose of the three people's visit, Yu Dong looked at the three of them strangely, "Did I hear wrongly, you actually want to study the manuscript so early? Mo Yan, forget it, Lao Bi and Yu Hua, when will you two

Have you become a good student?"

Based on Yu Dong's understanding of Yu Hua and Bi Feiyu, these two people are people who don't know how to rush until their pants are down. How could they care about the speech manuscript so early.

Mo Yan smiled and said: "I brought them both here. After all, it involves foreign writers, so we have to pay attention. Especially you, Yu Dong, you are our representative."

Yu Dong glanced at Mo Yan and said, "I am a fart representative. When the time comes, you guys will take the lead."

Bi Feiyu said with a serious face: "Yu Dong, I'm going to criticize you. What you said didn't reflect any sense of responsibility."

"As a young man in his twenties, what sense of responsibility do I need? This sense of responsibility must be embodied by you brothers..."

Before Yu Dong finished speaking, Yu Hua chuckled and said, "Don't forget, your father-in-law takes this event very seriously."

Hearing this, Yu Dong licked his lips, and his attitude suddenly changed, "This manuscript must be taken seriously. If foreign friends come over, it would be shameful for us to be careless. Okay, then let's discuss it.

discuss."

Mo Yan and the others couldn't help laughing when they saw Yu Dong's attitude changing so quickly.

"This old Taishan's face is still good." Bi Feiyu joked.

Mo Yan said with a smile: "The main reason is that Mr. Cheng is so proud of himself. Okay, we don't need to talk in detail. The main reason is that there is no time limit for speeches at Jinling University. The few of us will discuss the length of the speech at that time, and there will be no gap between us."

Just be too big.”

Yu Dong nodded: "Okay."

Then they started discussing in the study room, but Yu Dong soon discovered that these people didn't really come to discuss the manuscript at all.

Regarding the manuscript, they chatted for no more than five minutes from beginning to end, and they were almost done. At this time, Yu Hua suggested: "Anyway, we have nothing to do in the afternoon, let's join the table and crack eggs."

Then without Dong's resistance, the three of them carried Yu Dong to the table, and Bi Feiyu took out two more decks of cards from his pocket.

When he saw the poker, Yu Dong instantly understood that the story these three guys were talking about was fake, but that they were looking for cards to play with, otherwise it would be impossible for them to have all the cards ready.

Sitting at the table, watching Bi Feiyu happily shuffling the cards, Yu Dong slapped his forehead helplessly. These people were definitely stumbling blocks on his creative path.

…

The four of them had been playing cards for more than an hour when Yu Dong's phone suddenly rang. He happened to have a bad hand and threw the cards in his hand on the table. "This card doesn't count. Wait until I answer the phone."

Start over."

Bi Feiyu had just grabbed a good hand and was secretly happy. When he saw Yu Dong acting rogue, he immediately became furious and said, "Yu Yuanwai, what kind of brand do you have!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yu Dong ignored him at all, stood up with a smile and went to answer the phone.

The call was answered and it was a man's voice.

"Is this Teacher Yu Dong? I'm Gao Wei from the Creative Alliance Department."

Yu Dong looked confused, "Which Innovation and Liaison Department?"

"The Creative and Liaison Department of the Chinese Writers Association."

Yu Dong suddenly realized, "Oh, he's a comrade from the Writers' Association."

Upon hearing the call from the Writers' Association, the three people at the card table all looked over.

Gao Wei said on the other end of the phone: "That's it, Teacher Yu, I wonder if you are free in the middle of next month to come to Yanjing to attend this year's National Congress of the Writers' Association?"

"Next month?"

"Yes, I know, our notice is indeed a bit late, I hope you don't mind. You are a specially invited representative this time. Do you think you should be included in the Shanghai group or the Jiangsu Province group?"

Yu Dong muttered: "Comrade Gao, your call came too hastily. I don't know if I can go."

"It's okay, Teacher Yu. We've reserved this spot for you. You can come anytime you want. But the list needs to be decided first, so which group do you want to choose?"

Since everyone had talked about this, Yu Dong naturally couldn’t refuse any more, but he thought about it and asked: “Comrade Gao, to participate in the Writers’ Congress of the Chinese Writers’ Association, you must be a member of the Writers’ Association, right?

"

"Of course."

Yu Dong smiled and said, "Then I can't participate because I'm not a member of the Writers' Association yet."

"Oh, it doesn't matter. You are a specially invited representative and special matters will be handled specially. When the time comes, you can come to Yanjing and I will handle the procedures for you at any time."

"Well, then I'll just follow the Shanghai group."

"Okay, it's settled then. I look forward to meeting you in Yanjing. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me."

Yu Dong hung up the phone here, and Mo Yan and the others looked at him, "What's going on?"

Before Yu Dong could answer, Yu Hua's phone suddenly rang.

"I'm going to take a call."

In just two minutes, Yu Hua ran back, "There was a call from the Writers' Association, asking me to attend the Writers' Association Congress."

Yu Dong looked like he had known it for a long time, "Me too."

Mo Yan smiled and said: "This is a good thing. We will go there together when the time comes."

"Are you going too?" Yu Hua asked.

Mo Yan nodded: "Well, I have been informed a long time ago that this year's Writers Association Congress will start on December 16th. Originally I was going to join the Yanjing delegation, but now that I have arrived in Jinling, I will join the Jiangsu Province delegation. But you guys

This call came too late, it will start soon."

Yu Dong blinked and said nothing. In fact, he could probably guess that Wang Meng should be the reason why he and Yu Hua accepted the invitation.

He had received a call from Wang Meng before when he was in Lanshi and told him about participating in the Congress of Representatives.

However, there was no news after that, and Yu Dong gradually forgot about it. Now it seems that Wang Meng's words at that time should have had an effect, and the Writers' Association allowed him and Yu Hua to participate as special representatives.

The reason why they were notified so late was probably because the Writers Association also forgot about it. When they checked the list recently, they found that he and Yu Hua were not there, so they remembered it.

…

It snowed heavily on December 7th, but it didn’t snow in Jinling.

In fact, under normal circumstances, whether it is light snow or heavy snow, it never snows in Jinling.

However, when I woke up in the morning, the fog was very heavy and the visibility was very low. At about nine o'clock, the sun came out and the fog gradually dispersed.

Yu Dong and others also arrived at Jinling University at around nine o'clock.
To be continued...